35: Awakening

[ Ding! ]

[ Today's Intelligence (Level 1): Outside the north gate of the school, there is a bouquet of roses containing a bracelet endorsed by a certain celebrity. It is a birthday surprise prepared by a certain simp for his goddess. The goddess, in a rush to go on a date with her boyfriend, was furious when she discovered the delivery rider had only brought a bouquet of flowers, so she casually tossed it into a corner. The counter price of this bracelet is 1199, and due to premium pricing, the suggested selling price for this bracelet is 300 yuan. ]

After a busy day of renting an apartment, dismantling a coffee table, and running to an antique shop, Ye Su was ready to sleep.

Unexpectedly, the intelligence refreshed at midnight gave him a burst of energy again.

"Sigh, so young, why do anything else when you just have to be a simp?"

Seeing that there was something to pick up again, Ye Su remembered the first piece of intelligence after binding the system, which was also about trying to pull off this kind of small surprise, only to have it casually discarded by the woman.

The difference was that the top supporter's surprise was casually discarded by the streamer, but at least he got some action.

The dude who sent the bracelet seemed to have not even gotten a whiff of anything. Maybe when he called, the goddess was either jogging or eating spicy strips.

"One got some action, but the money spent was probably enough to keep a mistress; he was a pure sucker. The other didn't spend much, but didn't even get a whiff; he was also a total fool."

In Ye Su's view, this simp dude and the previous top supporter were two peas in a pod; neither had any right to laugh at the other.

"Three hundred is still money. I'll go get it first."

Ye Su rolled out of bed and prepared to go to the school gate to pick up the item, not looking down on this necklace that could only sell for three hundred yuan just because his wallet was fuller now.

Besides, if bought second-hand, this bracelet was only worth three hundred, but Ye Su still had a way to make it worth 1199.

"Going out so late?"

Fang Zewei was just about to turn off the lights to sleep when he saw Ye Su putting on a jacket to go out, so he asked curiously.

"I'm going out to make a call, I'll be back in a bit. Just turn off the lights."

"Oh." Fang Zewei didn't think much of it.

After going downstairs, Ye Su rode his electric scooter to the school's north gate and sure enough, discovered a flickering light behind the wall pillar on the left, guiding him.

Riding the scooter over, what came into view was a large bouquet of dozens of roses.

"It seems this dude spent a lot of money on the flowers besides the bracelet. With that money, you could have found someone who doesn't eat cilantro, so why insist on being a simp?"

Ye Su felt pained and angry at his lack of resolve, yet his hands didn't hesitate at all as he scooped up the bouquet, placed it on the footboard, and rode off.

There was no surveillance on this stretch outside the wall, so Ye Su wasn't worried about the other party checking cameras later. After riding the scooter about a hundred meters, he opened the bouquet in front of a trash can and tucked the rectangular jewelry box hidden inside into his pocket.

Stuffing the scattered flowers and wrapping paper into the trash can, Ye Su rode off on his scooter, circled around, and returned to the dormitory from the front of the school.

...

Over the next few days, the intelligence refreshed by the system wasn't very valuable, totaling only about four hundred yuan in cash.

With nothing better to do, besides completing his studies and running between his rental and school, Ye Su took the opportunity to digest these few pieces of intelligence to subsidize his daily living expenses.

Apart from those four hundred yuan, Ye Su's biggest gain from Monday to Friday was the lot of gold futures he had bought.

The feared gold price fluctuation that would lead to a forced liquidation didn't happen. He bought in at 704.27, and by the close of the market on thursday, the gold futures had skyrocketed to 714.66!

1000 grams of gold futures, three days, ten thousand yuan in profit—this left Ye Su, who was encountering futures for the first time, deeply shocked!

"Earning ten thousand in three days, if it keeps rising like this for a month, wouldn't a lot of gold futures earn one hundred thousand yuan!"

Ye Su felt the market shouldn't be that crazy.

It wasn't like a war was about to break out; there was no reason for gold to keep rising indefinitely.

If it really kept rising like that, no one would bother working; they'd just buy a lot of gold futures and lie flat.

Facts proved that Ye Su really had no talent for finance, and the market was just as unexpectedly crazy as that.

It opened on Friday at 714.66 and then soared all the way, reaching 722.8 by the close of the market.

There was no need to keep watching the gold price; the continuous trending searches had already left Ye Su too shocked to speak.

"That's already an eighteen thousand profit?"

Even though he had previously picked up the [ british penny black ] and the [ qianlong tongbao·back dragon and phoenix lucky coin ], Ye Su had never felt for a moment that making money was such a simple thing.

After all, the stamp and the copper coin were unique pieces of intelligence provided by the system and couldn't be replicated. Only he could profit from them, and it required him to run around and find a buyer to cash them out.

Now, he only needed to bring some capital, move his fingers to buy a lot of gold futures, and then do nothing but sit and wait for the gold price to keep rising, and the money would come to him on its own!

Moreover, unlike the stamp and the copper coin, this intelligence was shareable. As long as one could catch this ride, others could also make a profit like this!

"I wonder if Chen Xinyi bought some funds as an investment after I revealed that bit of intelligence that night."

Over the past few days, with the gold price continuously rising, Ye Su hadn't asked if Chen Xinyi had followed along to get a piece of the pie while chatting on WeChat.

"Forget it. All gifts bestowed by fate have already been marked with a price in the dark. If she didn't buy into the funds, it just proves she really doesn't have this financial luck."

Besides Chen Xinyi, Ye Su had also mentioned the fact that gold prices would rise in the dormitory.

Although his three dudes didn't have much in their small treasuries, as long as they listened to advice, having a good meal to improve their lives wouldn't be a problem.

On the contrary, when chatting in the family group, Ye Su didn't find an opportunity to reveal the news about the gold price increase.

His family was short on money right now, and any spare cash would be saved to pay off debts; it was basically impossible to use it for investment.

Revealing the news of the gold price increase to his family now would only end up increasing their feelings of regret: [ If only we had listened to Ye Su and bought some gold as an investment ].

Ye Su naturally wouldn't do something that caused harm without any benefit.

Anyway, since he had bet on a lot of gold, rounding it up, it was equivalent to the Ye family making money; the only difference was that they earned a little bit less.

"I have thirty thousand left now. Should I go to those apps and borrow seventy thousand, make it a hundred thousand, and buy another lot of futures?"

After seriously considering this plan, Ye Su ultimately abandoned the idea.

He discovered that after tasting the sweetness of gold futures, he had actually developed an extreme gambler's mentality just like everyone else.

"Constantly using loans to leverage, diving headfirst into the futures market—whether winning or losing, it's not a good thing for the future!"

If he lost, he would lose everything, and on top of that, he would be saddled with debt, ruining a good hand.

Winning would be even worse. Ye Su knew himself well; if there was a first time, there would be a second.

If he gambled big with leverage this time and really won, in the future, if he encountered the same situation, he would likely repeat the same trick eight or nine times out of ten.

Always walking by the river, how can one not get their shoes wet?

Even if he won the first nine times, as long as he crashed on the tenth, it wouldn't just be bankruptcy; there would be unimaginable consequences!

Having sobered up, Ye Su only felt a wave of lingering fear:

"No wonder so many people end up with their families ruined because of the word [ gambling ]!"